When the horror hit, the lightning fell
And everything was changed
I thought the thing engraven
would ever be made sacred

And here we are, a mere
two dozen years later
and dimension is lost by two
as everything’s been flattened

and the sacred? Fled
into the gaping gulf
and once again invisible
against the garish light of self

you also, fled presentpresentpresent gaping
invisible

in the light
in the light of the world